Pat Viala - Oh No lyrics

[Intro] [50 Cent talkin] It's 50 Cent and S-N double O-P You don't want no snoop and you don't want it with me [Hook (50 Cent)] Everytime I come around they like "Oh No" I get to trippin; slap the clip up in my 44 sh** I been thru in my hood made my heart cold I get to poppin off that thang like I'm loco No sense in coppin pleas when you see my knife out (knife out) Motherf**ers light out (light out) Here come snoop, uh (oh sh**) (Oh No) Sup n***a, sup now huh? (Oh No) [Snoop Dogg] Ricky Ticky Timble, C's is the symbol Courdoroy khakis, stacies & brimmed up Straight razors just keep you trimmed up 1-8-7, oh yeah, now you remember He's electrifyin & original So gangster, Snoop Dogg the criminal The one you hate to love, in the club, in the cut Hugged up wit yo b**h, n***a I don't give a sh** You betta check dat ho, that's what wreckin G Now step your game down, cuz ain't no checkin me You'll be respecting me until I leave this room Or my gat'll go boom, bullets go zoom Now your name is on a tomb They pourin out liquor with no room to consume, silly bafoon I pop n***as like balloons, I ain't feelin em Walkin in my big blue chucks cuz I'm k**in em [Hook] [Talkin] Hey what up cuz, it's 50 Cent; What's happin n***a? [50 Cent] Ever since the moment I was born I been dyin (yea) Hundred miles an hour pulse flyin wit my eye... an He who fears fate lives like coward You go against me, you'll be devoured Then you get to poppin you'll have change of heart I hit your chest a couple times you'll have to change your heart Have doc usin donors, dead n***as wit spare parts You come back wit lungs of a snicth, and the heart of dead nark n***as never see the light till spark Then they bleed, it get cold , then sh** get dark You can call me the beast from the east, I run these streets You can eat hollow tip shells or you can work for me These rap n***as crazy, my mercy has limits Push me a hundred revolvers'll get to spinnin Your services are no longer needed; rock-a-bye baby My b**h will do it to you with a lil 380 (yea) [Hook] [Snoop Dogg] I'm bailin thru the door again Let momo pour again Me and my ho again Yea she got the four up in this motherf**er And I'mma bust it if you try to rush us or touch us or s**a ducka us It'll crack off, now back off -real slow An if you don't know , I never hesitate to shoot a ho Yea that's my reputation - you test my patience & You & your fam - bam - gon hear the blam, blam Goddammit I'm at it again They done let b**h n***as up outta the pen And now he lookin for me - what the heck - my game is built on respect Now I'm breathin down your motherf**in neck I dumps till my clip is empty I'm headin down willshire to send the scent And when I get there don't ask who sent me Just take dem shots and drop it like it hot b**h n***a [Hook] [Talkin] Ha-ha-ha Yea n***a Just when you though I was gone Slide back up on you like the wind n***a Hurricane D-O-Double G With the G,G,G,G,G,G,G-UNIT